On the fourth day of the army's march northward, the 50,000 Imperial Central Army arrived at the periphery of the northern important town of Antura, the war horses stopped in the endless snowy region, the fat man's eyes swept over the clouds that gradually fading in the sky, the fields and the elm forests that resisted the wind were all frozen by the cold, and the sound of dead branches was heard under the horses' hooves.

The fat man raised his right hand wrapped in a thick animal skin glove, faced the sunset shining in the distance, and ordered the army behind him, "Stop, camp on the spot to rest, and the scouts will block the ten-mile range!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" shouted the herald cavalry captain behind him,

"Camp on the spot!" a group of cavalry roared along the head and tail of the horse-drawn sleigh procession,

"Boom" snow and dust flying, in the vast snow, thousands of horse-drawn sleighs like three huge black dragon queues began to stop, countless soldiers jumped down from above, lined up, spears like a forest of cold light in the flatland, like a white line in the cold sun

"Scout, blockade ten miles!", the scout cavalry galloped on both sides of the 30,000 main infantry, spreading out towards the two wings like two fans, and soon disappeared at the end of the snowfield,

"Hurry up, hurry up, let's all move!"

The soldiers unloaded the supplies from the many horse-drawn sleighs with high morale, although they sat on the horse-drawn sleighs and marched for four days, but the soldiers' feelings were not affected much, the infantry captains loudly scolded the soldiers to take down the wooden frames of the improvised tents from the sleighs, and sent the logging team to lean against the forest next to them in an orderly manner, in front of them was an amazing real forest, even in the winter when everything was silent, the huge tree trunks that needed several people to hug abound, buried deep under the snow-white earth, countless tall trees still covered the sky like a canopy,

"Pop" sawdust flew sideways, and the sharp axe kept chopping at the trunk, getting deeper and deeper, gurgling. The trunk of the tree made an overwhelmed sound, the tall canopy slammed down to the side, snap, a heavy groan, the huge trees were cut into sections and dragged back, and when it was completely dark, the camp had already started a fire with wood, and the countless fire points in front of the camp were like stars on a white canvas, and the soldiers were cooking, barbecuing the dried meat they had brought, under the cold silver-white sky. It's a hot place,

In the tent where a warm campfire was lit, the fat man sat on a fur chair, and turned back and forth in his hand the map of northern Gaul that the Slavs had given them, who had been in northern Gaul for more than a year, and almost occupied the whole of the north, so the map was very detailed.

The fat man's gaze was cast on a U-shaped spot on the map that resembled a concave U-shape, a valley formed by a mountain range. At one end there is the city marker, Antura, and on the other side of this U-shaped bump. It is marked as a small town called Grosso, "Majesty!"

The door of the tent opened, and Hukochili walked in with a plate of supper, which contained a roasted golden hare's leg. There were also two gelding tenches that I didn't know where to get them, and they put the plate respectfully in front of the fat man, and Hu Keqili stepped backwards and prepared to leave, "How about the attrition of the various armies I asked you to check?" The fat man raised his head. Eyes sharpened at him

"No, except for a small amount of frostbite, the 50,000-strong army marched for four days in winter, and there were only more than 100 frostbitten soldiers, which is already very ideal!" Hu Keqili said with an excited face. The weather in northern Gaul in November is close to the cold, the temperature is about minus five degrees during the day, but into the night without light and heat, the temperature can also drop to minus fifteen degrees, such weather, almost no less than the battle in the cold region of the north, that time, I still remember vividly, an average of 10,000 flag regiments, more than 100 soldiers amputated because of frostbite, nearly 500 people who withdrew from the battle in advance because of the cold, compared with the enemy's sword, the cold and bad weather is more severe for the morale of the soldiers！“

Hukochili paused, took a deep breath, his eyes sparkled, and continued" But this year, only since the beginning of the cold winter, the attrition has been significantly curbed, we know for the first time, the original way to wear cotton clothes in the armor, in fact, most of our army's combat armor is much larger than the actual body of the wearer, this is to facilitate the elite soldiers with conditions, can add a layer of chain mail to the inner layer of the armor to strengthen the protective force, and now, everyone has become accustomed to changing the chain mail into cotton clothes, and then put on the armor outside, although it looks bloated, but in the snow layer does not reach the ankles or even the calves of the snow combat soldiers, light and bloated is actually not much different, can not be frozen in the cold night to lose consciousness, being able to shiver without being cold in a long battle is what they care about the most!"

"Okay, I see, just see the effect!" the fat man nodded, picked up the roasted hare leg on the plate, took a bite, and said" This year, the winter cotton clothing of the front-line combat troops has been forcibly formulated by me to withstand the standard of minus 20 degrees, because this is a different war from the past, this time we have two enemies, one is the Gauls, the other is the severe winter cold of Gaul, the battlefield situation is ever-changing, the limit of the use of tactics is actually the physical limit that the soldiers can bear, who can minimize the adverse impact of the natural climate on their troops, who will have the initiative on the battlefield!" The essence of war is actually to burn money, whoever burns money hard, whose soldiers will have strong combat effectiveness" The fat man sighed and said with a little pain. For this year's winter uniforms, I have spent a lot of money, most people only see us in this winter as if we were devastated, with inferior forces to beat the Gallic army breathless, especially Salon's 30,000 northward army is a brilliant record of defeating the blockage of nearly 100,000 northern troops in Gaul several times, but few people would have thought that the imperial army wearing thick cotton clothes and armor is actually facing rows of enemies shivering in the cold winter in single linen clothes, that is a pile of money, I heard that there were several so-called general battles, where the troops of Salon marching north were just waiting in formation, an hour laterOtherwise, how could that bastard arrive at Antura so easily, and that bastard still said in the report how bloody he was, I was about to vomit!""I have also heard about this, I knew it was so easy, I should have let me go north in the first place!" Hukochili looked unwilling, this month, Salonon is in the north. And he was pressed in the palm-sized area of the Wall Rock Fort, which was really a heaven and a ground, "You go?" The fat man smiled at the corner of his mouth, no, even if you know that you can do this, you are not as shameless as that guy, and you are extremely firm and shameless to the end!

"Oh, does it have anything to do with me?" said Hukochi, who was stunned for a moment

"It has a lot to do with it!" the fat man explained in an affirmative tone, "Without you exerting pressure on the front, how could Gallic Kyoto put all its manpower, material resources, and financial resources on the frontal front, and used all the poor financial resources to buy iron ore." Recruiting soldiers, supplying military salaries, where is there money to solve the problem of soldiers' winter cold, the Gauls believe that they have been recuperating in this area for hundreds of years, and every winter is like this, even if there is no winter cotton clothing, it is not a big deal, in the past, the cold winter of Gaul is the biggest obstacle to the invaders, and it is the greatest reliance on the native people of Gaul. But this year, everything has been reversed, and this cold winter will soon drain the last limited strength of the Gallic army little by little!" I've even considered using horse-drawn sleds to carry your troops around the side of the Gallic line, cutting off Kyoto from the other side of the Gallic Kyoto," the fat man said with a pause in his voice and a twinkle in his eyes, "but the information I have received suggests that there is another direction in Gallic Kyoto that is more difficult to conquer than what we are facing. For for a long time, the strongest defensive line of Gallic Kyoto was not our main attack on the western front, but the eastern front that needed to face the eastern princes and the Central Belian Empire at any time. Therefore, if we have a complete defensive line to the east of Gallic Kyoto, if we advance without permission, we will find ourselves in a dilemma, "but if we occupy the northern part of Gaul, it will be a different matter, and it is not impossible to encircle Gallic Kyoto on three sides! Tadu, get all the generals!" said the fat man, who had eaten the last shred of the roasted hare's leg, wiped the grease from his hands, and said to one of the captains of the guard standing guard outside the tent

"The army has marched north for four days in a row, and before that is the real northern Gaul! Before the great battle, the army needs the necessary rest" The fat man beckoned to Hukochi, and tonight we will plan for this battle in the north!

"Your Majesty!" Soon, the four commanders of the Central Military Flag walked into the military tent,

"You all come here!" the fat man turned to look at the four Central Army Flag Commanders who walked in, pointed to the map spread out on Table Mountain, and said. As you must have thought, this time our target is northern Gaul, and before that is the northern town of Antura, which means that we may encounter the northern army of Gaul at any time, the strength of the Gauls is about 80,000, and our goal is to use these Gallic troops as bait to force the Gallic Kyoto side to send reinforcements again, the time may be a few days, or a few weeks, I hope you can be mentally prepared!" the fat man raised his head and said to Hukochili. You shall at once send a messenger to Salon and tell him that I will approach Antura from the direction of Grosso, and before that I would like to see the main force of the Gauls leave Antura......!"

In Gallic Kyoto, heavy horseshoe nailed horseshoes trampled on the frozen streets, raising a burst of white snow", the Gallic herald rode his war horse and galloped through the streets, the red feathers representing the identity on the helmet were blown by the wind, like a faint red line moving at high speed, seeing that it was the herald cavalry who was specially responsible for delivering the war report, the patrols on the street got out of the way, the cavalry reined in the war horse in front of the steps of the Gallic Military Department, skillfully flipped down from the war horse with agility, and ran up the steps quickly under the confused eyes of everyone,"

"What's the matter?" At the end of the steps, a Praetorian Guard officer in a blue uniform held out his hand to stop him, "Your Excellency is holding an emergency military meeting, if anything is left to me"

The herald hesitated for a moment, handed over the battle report in his hand, and said breathlessly, "Please report to Lord Draco immediately, and report to the scouts in the direction of Fort Murphy." There is definite evidence that the Falcon garrison on the side of the Fort is less than three thousand!And there is no sign of any rear-back!" "What, the defenders of Fort Biyan are less than three thousand!" Hearing this, the Praetorian Guard officer looked incredulous and asked again, Are you sure you are not mistaken?"

"The scout has been watching for two days!" replied the herald cavalry

The Praetorian Guard officer with the report hesitated for a moment, a meeting was being held above, and if the information was confirmed to be just a false alarm, he would be in trouble. I would believe such nonsense, but it is the wall rock fort known as the gateway to Kyoto! For the entire college entrance examination Kyoto, it is definitely a strategic direction that has no important significance

"Please deliver it to Lord Draco immediately. The front-line scouts weren't sure how long this would last," the herald saw that the Praetorian Guards had been slow to move, looked up at the sun that had begun to turn west, and took out a certificate from his bosom, "Your Excellency, please see, this is the certificate of General Bolas in charge of the front line." He also went to confirm it himself, and only then sent the little one to send the report back immediately, General Bolas thinks that this is an excellent opportunity for our army to take the wallrock fortress in one fell swoop, and every second of delay may change!"

"Lord Bolas's certificate!" the Praetorian Guard officer hurriedly took the herald's paperwork. His eyes swept over, his face changed slightly, and he said indignantly, "Why didn't you take it out earlier, you wasted so much time out of thin air!" The officer didn't dare to delay even a moment. Directly took the battle report and went to the fourth floor of the military affairs department, and the big "door" of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and this military meeting gathered the officers of the chief and deputy commanders of the infantry regiment of the entire Kyoto Front, and it was a meeting of Drake as the general head of the Kyoto Line, and there were more than 30 people sitting in the conference room. "Our army will inevitably thwart the ambitions of the Falcon Army......" Drach was giving an excited speech, as if he could drown the aforementioned enemy with a saliva on his face. The door to the conference room was pushed open, and the generals' impatient gazes almost all turned away, and everyone wanted to see who was so bold. Dare to break into the first important meeting of the head of the Kyoto Line

"What's the matter?"

Draco looked disgruntled, his hand still resting in front of the large military map on the wall. Turning around in displeasure, he marked several arrows on the map behind him, the long, broad arrows, the arrows as red as blood. Although he has never really been on the battlefield, as an old fritter who has been in the mix for many years, he still has a clear plan for the battle.

"My lord, urgent information!" Under Draco's hateful gaze, the Praetorian Guard officer hurriedly stepped forward with a nervous expression, respectfully handed over the information in his hand to Drake, and said in a low voice, "My lord, it's about the situation in the Wallrock Fort, Lord Bolas has made a special proof!" "Bolas has made a proof?" Drake's face was stunned for a moment, he took the information, his eyes looked at the spread out information carefully, his eyes suddenly lit up like a light bulb, and even his voice trembled a little, "Is it true?" It's hard to say, but Lord Bolas has fifteen years of combat experience, and his character has always been trustworthy in the Imperial military circles!" The Praetorian Guard officer replied with a stern expression, "Without further ado, please make a decision immediately! Such an opportunity is not always available

"What's going on?" the other generals were confused, "It seems to be about Fort Wallrock......" The general with pointed ears whispered, "Could it be that the Falcon Army is attacking head-on?" "I don't know, what a confusing meeting!" The conference room suddenly looked chaotic "Guys, I just made a decision!" Drake finally made up his mind, no matter what, such an opportunity is always to be tried, he raised his hand and pinched the information in the palm of his hand, this is an important thing, how can it be seen by others!

He coughed dryly, very smug at everyone's attention, and began to say loudly, "I have decided to immediately launch a counterattack on the Kyoto Gate Wall Rock Fort, this will be a fatal blow to the evil Falcon Empire from our Gallic Empire, we want to let them know that the strength of our Gallic soldiers is enough to defeat him!"

Just as he was expressing his expression with excitement, the generals below looked at him one by one like fools, counterattacking the wallrock fort? Who do you think you are, Hasenlimpo or Jarde? You are just a general who has never been on the battlefield, and you can talk eloquently on the map, but when you go to the battlefield, you are an idiot who is blind! Everyone came to this meeting for the sake of the face of those behind you, as for the face of your puppet, do you need to care

"Do you hear me, this is the most interesting remark I've heard in the past few years," a rugged-looking Gallic general whispered to his companion next to him, "I bet on three first-class estates outside the city, this guy will be the first to wet his pants under the Thor of the Falcon Army!" "Don't talk nonsense, how is this possible!" The companion next to him said dissatisfiedly, "That guy is afraid that he will already wet his pants just by seeing the Falcon Army battle flag on the Wall Rock Fort!" "Haha!" "Okay, that's it!" As the generals teased in a low voice, Drake said categorically, "In the evening, our army will secretly march to the Wallrock Fort at night, and give the guarding falcons a great surprise tomorrow morning!" (to be continued......